OMG--each visit so differs from the one prior to---Justin has once again suggested that we need to 'relax', even asked if we needed some of his morphine. He said he understood that maybe we were over-doing it trying to let him know that we were here for him and said he appreciated it yet once again stated he knows he 'is going to be okay'.
At 8:50 his BP was 103/54, SPO2 at 97 and HR at 92--HR was up mainly because of all the head scratching we were doing. He said he can't purr like a cat but he sure tried and had his right hand moving like a dog would shake its leg during a good belly rub.
Apparently we still suck at lip reading. It's amazing how I can get that first time but thought Philly Cheese steak had something to do with fillet fish (ha).
AND he is working his charm with these Atlanta nurses too--they have set up his LSU mug (thanks Shaggy) with iced-water and a hose running from it to a mouth piece that is clipped to the side of his bed so he can get a swallow of water whenever he wants it.
All of the nurses seem impressed with his progress since yesterday, one even came in and jokingly said she was about to get her boxing gloves on and he lifted his arms as if to say 'bring it on'.
He was more talkative, we cleaned out his ears (that is a definite OMG). I must have used about 20 but we think he should be able to hear better now and he said he was getting his sense of smell back big time which will make his sense of taste really wake up. He's asking a lot for his head to be scratched and loving every minute of it.
I lost my first post before I got to you guys so I'm going to post this and come back to you soon.
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